Chapter 277 This Woman Must Be An Yiran
For a moment, An Yiran seemed to become mysterious in Xiao Yun's eyes.
He gazed at An Yiran with intense curiosity, making her heart race like it was carrying ten little rabbits. She thought to herself, if his eyes could eat people, I would definitely be devoured by him.
Thinking this way, she felt flustered, her face flushed, and she scolded playfully, "Don't look at me like that. Uh, right, are you curious about how I suddenly have an aunt?"
Xiao Yun withdrew his gaze and nodded.
An Yiran continued, "Actually, I knew I had an aunt since I was very young. My father has two younger brothers and one sister. Unfortunately, both of those brothers died at birth, and my sister is the fourth child, so she was named An Si Niang.
"This An Si Niang is my aunt, but I have no memory of her. I only remember that she had a boyfriend whom my father strongly opposed. She didn't listen to him, and they fell out. After that, my aunt ran away from home and never returned.
"Later, my parents passed away. When I grew up and became a soldier, it wasn't until I left the army and went to Grandpa Duan's side that my aunt secretly sent someone to find me. At that time, I learned she was in Beijing and quite wealthy; however, the man she married had already passed away, and she had no children. She wanted to bring me to live with her.
"But I knew that by then Grandpa Duan could no longer be without me, and I didn't want to leave him either, so I politely declined her offer. Later on, she came to the galaxy a few times in person to take me to Beijing, but I never agreed. No one else knew about this—not even Grandpa Duan.
"It wasn't until last year when I happened to be sent by Grandpa on a business trip to Beijing that I visited my aunt. That was when I discovered she lived alone in a large mansion. Although there were many servants in the house, there were no relatives around her. When she saw me, she hugged me tightly and cried bitterly, pleading for me to stay. But in my heart, I just couldn't bear to leave Grandpa Duan..."
Hearing An Yiran speak up to this point, Xiao Yun felt a tremendous shock in his heart. He never expected that she had such a prominent aunt in Beijing. At the same time, he understood why she hadn't returned to her aunt after her grandfather's death; it must have been because she was worried about him. She must have followed her grandfather's wishes to stay behind in order to protect and help him.
As Xiao Yun learned all this, warmth surged in his heart and his eyes became moist. He felt deeply guilty towards this outwardly cold beauty who was burning with passion inside; for others' sake, she could sacrifice everything without caring about personal gains or losses while silently giving of herself.
But what had he done for her?
"Sister Yiran!" Xiao Yun suddenly found himself at a loss for words.
An Yiran smiled and said, "The night before I returned from Beijing last time, my aunt held a grand banquet for me. Many celebrities from the capital were invited then; it was also at that time that Han Ziqi got to know me. Through my aunt's introduction, I learned that his father is a descendant of the founding heroes of Huaxia and is currently a high-ranking official in the capital."
Xiao Yun remarked, "No wonder that guy is so arrogant!"
"I know this person's character isn't great, and it's rare for me to pay attention to him. However, every time I go on a business trip to Beijing, he always rushes to my aunt's house to cling to me, insisting that he must marry me. Later, I got angry and told him I already had a man..."
"Who is that man you mentioned?" Xiao Yun asked excitedly.
An Yiran rolled her eyes at him and playfully said, "A dog that doesn't know its place comes asking!"
Uh, a dog that doesn't know its place comes asking?
"Ah, Sister Yiran, do you dare to call me a dog?" Xiao Yun suddenly realized and pretended to pounce on her to tickle her.
"Don't..."
An Yiran giggled as she dodged to the side and said, "Hmph, who told you to ask so recklessly!"
Xiao Yun proudly replied, "Why can't I ask? Just because you might tell someone else I'm your man doesn't mean I can't figure it out myself!"
Being close enough to smell the orchid-like fragrance on An Yiran, every cell in Xiao Yun's body came alive, as if he had endless energy.
"What do you mean you're my man? I'm just trying to brush off that guy with the surname Hua!" An Yiran said, blushing and feeling like she had nowhere to hide her face.
A shy woman is the most beautiful. Seeing her like this made Xiao Yun's heart race. He casually pulled An Yiran into his arms and leaned his face against hers, saying, "Sister, can we sleep here tonight?"
"Bad boy, no way!"
An Yiran shyly pushed him away with force and said, "In front of me, you mustn't get handsy!"
Looking at the delicate beauty before him but unable to kiss her, Xiao Yun felt a slight disappointment and said, "Sigh, if I can't touch you, then I'll just have to think about it!"
"And you're not allowed to think either!" An Yiran pouted and made a threatening gesture.
Xiao Yun teased her deliberately: "Anyway, my brain is on my own head; no matter how I think about you, you won't be able to see it!"
"Tell me if you can't see!" An Yiran pouted, clearly showing her childish temper.
"Alright, I will definitely tell you," Xiao Yun replied with a smile. "Do you know what I'm thinking right now? I'm just thinking about being with Sister Yiran..."
"Don't say that!" An Yiran blushed and lunged at him, raising her small fists to hit him playfully.
Xiao Yun laughed and took the opportunity to hug her, immediately feeling the softness of her chest pressing against him. He couldn't help but feel a rush of blood and desire, and he pressed his lips against her small mouth.
An Yiran's body trembled, her eyes widening in surprise, and her face flushed bright red. She felt his arousal beneath her, and the delicate body in his arms began to quiver slightly.
"Ugh..." she couldn't help but let out a soft moan.
"My sister..."
"Let go, uh—no..."
Just as Xiao Yun was about to take things further, An Yiran suddenly seemed to snap out of a daze. She pushed him away forcefully and quickly pulled herself from his embrace, smoothing out her disheveled hair before seeming to hesitate for a moment. Then she turned and ran outside.
Thud thud thud...
Xiao Yun then heard hurried footsteps heading upstairs.
Uh,
Sister Yiran won't be angry, will she?
The excitement still lingered, and he shook his head helplessly, secretly blaming himself for being a bit rough. He really didn't want to upset An Yiran.
...
In the morning, Xiao Yun was awakened by the ringing of his phone.
He picked up his phone and saw that it was a call from Grand Master Lu Jiutang of Wolf Gang.
He pressed the answer button and heard Lu Jiutang say, "Mr. Xiao, it's already seven o'clock. I'm at your doorstep to pick you up!"
Xiao Yun replied, "Okay!"
At this moment, the three women had already finished their meal and left. Xiao Yun quickly freshened up, ate a little something, and was about to leave when he noticed a note left on the table.
It was a message from An Yiran: "Xiao Yun, please be sure to pay attention to your safety. Remember, there is someone behind you who cares about you! Your Sister Yiran."
An Yiran knew that Xiao Yun was going to help Lu Jiutang rescue his daughter that morning, so she specifically left this note.
——Thank you, Sister Yiran!
Seeing this message made Xiao Yun's heart warm again. He gently kissed the note and carefully folded it up, putting it away in his pocket.
It seemed she wasn't angry with me last night. He thought happily to himself, feeling a wave of excitement.
Thinking about some of the women around him, only An Yiran had sacrificed the most for the Duan Family and for him. She could have returned to her aunt's side and lived a life of luxury without worries, but she chose to stay, even uncertain about her own future.
This woman embodies true happiness!
Such a woman only gives and never thinks of asking for anything in return. Whoever marries her will have a flourishing life. The Pinnacle of Elegance has been updated.
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